George Birge — Ride, Ride, Ride

I threw a ten on the bar, ready to drown
The hell I've been goin' through
I didn't make it far 'fore an old cowboy sat down
Said, "Buddy, I've been there too"
Reds on his chest and miles in his eyes
Said, "I've seen my fair share of hard times"
I've tried fixin' problems with band-aids and Bibles
But the only real secret to life

Is you gotta ride, ride, ride
When the cloud's rollin' in 'til the sun's back again
And you'll find, find, find
That what you're made of is barbed wire tough
Stare…